Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

Having said that, Zhang's secretary didn't have anything else to say.She always felt that Mr. Huo was doing it on purpose.Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.tement, he pulled out a checkbook from his pocket.Write down a set of numbers, ten million.This money is enough to send Shen Qinglian away. If Lin Cong wants a fresh start, he has some capital. If he...